A day passed since the Interpol meeting and already I wished to work from my apartment. Letting out a sigh, I mildly listened to the plans which were being made as soon as Watari stepped into the building. I didn't pay much attention to it, for I had little doubts that L's plan would work. Hours later, after some calls were made and the talking stopped; the plan had been set into motion. Everyone gathered in the room, readily watching the television, though, I was quite happy just sitting at my desk, working on my tablet since my typing would bother the others. As I listened with half an ear, I looked up information on the man, already knowing he was to be sentenced to death, but looked to why he was sentenced. After the man read that Kira was evil, we all waited, some were holding their breaths, and others were nervously twitching their fingers. Forty seconds later, Lind. L. Taylor had a heart attack on camera.
'Forty seconds... hm...' I thought to myself as I put that little bit of information into my tablet, so I could look at it once I was in a secure location. I had a feeling that was a key to one of the mysteries surrounding Kira's power to kill. 'It was exactly forty seconds, considering how little effort it was to rile Kira up, I would have to say he would need to be young, high school age and definitely male considering the ego he has to kill the supposed 'L' on live television to prove to the world that no one could stop him... very interesting' I thought as the distorted voice of L started speaking once again.
"I don't believe it. I thought it might be, so I tested it, but... Kira; you can kill people without ever laying a finger on them? I couldn't believe it until I saw it with my own eyes." I let out a quiet snort at L's words; he was playing being disbelief quite well, "Listen carefully, Kira. If you really are responsible for the death of Lind L Tailor on TV, know that he was actually a man who was scheduled to be executed at this time today. He was not me." L stated and no doubt, that would be quite the shock to Kira, who was watching. Looking around at the others, I could see that they were still antsy about what was happening, not that I blamed them mind you; this was a very risky move on his part, "A criminal whose capture was top secret and not reported on television or the Internet. It seems even you don't have the information about criminals like that one." Another blow to Kira's ego no doubt.
"But I, L, definitely exist. Well then. Try killing me." L challenged and from the way my co-workers were acting, they didn't expect L to do it. I let out a bit of a sigh, shaking my head slightly as I continued working, "Well, what's wrong? Hurry up and try it! Hurry up and try to kill me!" L was really egging Kira on by doing this, it was just so childish... and completely like L. "Kill me, kill me! Try to kill me! What's wrong? Can't you?" By now I had no doubt that Kira was furious with not only himself but with L as well.
"It would seem that for some reason, he can't kill me. So there are people who can't be killed. Thanks for that hint." L stated while I started packing up, so I could head back to my apartment, "In exchange, I'll tell you this. I had them announce that this was being broadcast worldwide, but in fact it was only broadcast in Kanto, Japan. I was planning on going region by region, showing this at different times, but there is no longer any need for that. You are currently in Kanto. It was a small case, so the police missed it, but the first victim in this string of crimes was the Shinjuku street slasher." L stated and I heard Matsuda gasp a bit as he and the other officers looked at me in surprise.
"Shika was the one who brought that theory up!" Matsuda exclaimed while I shouldered my satchel. I looked at them curiously while raising an eyebrow at them, before shrugging.
"It's been my job to think like criminals do. That's all." I told them with a shrug as I stood next to Matsuda. I planned on leaving as soon as L ended this silly game of wits, "It wasn't hard to put two and two together."
"Among the felons who have been dying of heart attacks, this street slasher's crime was incongruously light. Plus, this case was only reported in Japan. That's all I needed to figure out that you're in Japan, and that your fist victim was a test of your power." L stated, as Matsuda looked at me in surprise again, for I had stated the same thing before, "I concentrated on Kanto, which has the highest population and lucky me, you were there. I didn't honestly think that my speculations would hold true this far." L admitted, though I just merely rolled my eyes at that lie, "Kira, it might not be long before I send you to your execution." L stated.
"I knew it, as expected from L." Matsuda said amazed, while I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, he proved the existence of Kira; that the deaths were murders and that Kira is in Japan." The Director said, while I narrowed my gaze at the television, suspicious of L's next move.
"Kira, I am very interested in knowing by what means you are committing these murders. But I'll know that once I catch you. Until we meet again; Kira." With that, the screen cut out to static and with that I took my leave.
"Don't forget who brought this to light before L came into the picture Chief." I stated and started walking from the office and out of the building. Looking up at the sky, I couldn't help but frown as the wind changed stiffly. 'I best make peace with this world... I might not jump back from this.' I thought to myself as I walked to my apartment, 'It'll be another sleepless night... especially with the information I have and need to collect... so I'm going to have to get them to do a little digging for me...' I hummed a bit with a frown at that thought, before shaking my head and headed home.
Days passed since the squall between L and Kira. Since then, much to my displeasure, we have had meetings with L, with Watari acting the go between, using the laptop for L to communicate with us. During those meeting, I saw outside of the laptop's peripheral line of sight and kept quiet through the meetings, listening with half an ear while working on my tablet. It was such a meeting that I was barely containing my boredom. It had been the same thing; telling L what we information we had, telling him what kind of information we've had through the phones. I had stopped answering my desk phone after the 5th call, five days ago.
"Very interesting information, based on these times of death... it's possible that Kira is a student!" L declared and I checked off another fact that I had down before this happened. Sighing to myself quietly, I twirled around one of my pens, sitting cross-legged in my chair, which I normally did out of discomfort and to help me think clearer. L's statement surprised most of the officers there as they all turned to look at him. I looked up from my tablet, my fedora still placed on my head to keep my face unseen, "This is still a theory. Also, based on the fact that he's killing criminals... this person is acting under a strong sense of justice. It may be... that he's trying to become God."
That statement caused my head to snap up and scowl before rereading the information I had, I hadn't thought about a god complex when taking down information about Kira. Furrowing my brows I couldn't help but act a bit childishly by pouting in my small self made corner, where no one paid attention to me, though I did feel the amused eyes of Watari, who no doubt saw my childish pout.
"We must say this is a very childish mentality. These are merely theory... but please, remove any personal bias... that this could not be the act of a student. We must accept all possibilities. That will help us lead to Kira. Please continue with the report." L said and I went back to my tablet, tapping on the screen as I looked up information.
I only paused in my writing when my screen flashed twice with a message letting me know that someone wanted to contact me via code. Pursing my lips, I stood up while grabbing my phone and headed out of the office with my tablet, holding my phone up to the Chief, in indication of why I was leaving. I saw him nod in understanding; I left the room silently and discretely. Once I was far enough away, I flipped my phone open and dialed in a special key to link up with the one trying to contact me. I entered an empty room and sat down on top of one of the desks with my tablet resting next to me.
"Alright, what do you have for me?" I asked inquiringly while bringing up my information on my tablet to add to it with what I would be told.
"You know, when I told you to keep in touch, I didn't want it to be like this." A young, snooty male voice stated, with no doubt a scowl on his face, causing a smile to reach my own.
"I know, but this is the safest way I can contact you lot without any suspicions returning here or turning up there." I stated and heard him scoff at the other end, no doubt rolling his eyes at my vague answer, I let out a sigh as I ran a hand through my hair, which was hanging loose that day, feeling my eyes soften as I looked down at the tablet. It had been specially made for me by my three favorite people in the world, "You do know that I miss you right?" I told him softly, "and if I had the choice, I would stay there but I can't, at least, not right now. I hope you can understand that..." I trailed off, not know what else to tell him.
I heard him sigh at the other end, no doubt ruffling his hair up in aggravation, "Yeah... I know sis... I know... just... stop that mushy voice would you? It's not natural for you to use that unless you want something." He stated, no doubt scowling again, causing me to chuckle softly, "Anyway, I got the other one to send the information over to you, via code, so you'll have no problems cracking it. Other than that, there isn't much out there except for the stupid websites, which are completely useless for any kind of information!" he exclaimed with a scowl, "All they do is demand this 'Kira' to kill someone they want dead... it's pathetic really." I smiled at this small fact and made a mental note to check the sites out.
"Thanks, I'll look over it tonight when I'm not on watch. Oh and there should be a package for everyone arriving soon. Make sure Rogers knows that it's already been screened and that it was me who sent it." I told him with a hint of a smirk, "Don't hog it all from the others and be nice to lil White." I reminded him, hearing him scoff again.
"Yeah, yeah I hear ya sis, I'll be fine, so will the others. You best get back to whatever it is you're supposed to be doing." He ordered before hanging up on me. I chuckled softly as I looked at the phone, shaking my head a bit as I stuffed it back into my pocket and headed back out. I was greeted by Matsuda and the Director, both looking tired from the long shifts we've been pulling.
"Shika, you missed the last bit of the meeting." Matsuda said as he passed me a cup of coffee and once I took a sip, I knew he put in the amount of sugar that I preferred to take the bitterness from it. I gave him an apologetic smile as the three of us walked down the hall to head home.
"Sorry about that, I had an important call come in." I told them with a small smile as I took another sip, "Mind catching me up on what I missed tomorrow? I'm beat after the triple I worked." I admitted with a sheepish smile, watching as Matsuda's eyes widen in surprise, the Director nodded his head, after all he knew I had been working hard at this case, just like everyone else.
"A triple; are you nuts Shika?!" Matsuda asked me in surprise as I chuckled softly, shrugging my shoulders a bit, "I mean I can barely pull a double on a good day!" he whined, looking down in defeat as the Director and I chuckled at his childish reaction.
"I've had more experience with this sort of this Matsuda; I'm use to staying up for days on end. That was how I survived in school." I added with a small smile then shook my head before he could protest, "I'll get some sleep tonight, don't worry." I told him while patting his shoulder before crossing the street, parting ways, though what I told Matsuda was a lie, I knew I wouldn't be sleeping any time soon, for the information I received had to be reviewed before L made his next move with the NPD.
Six days passed since I had gotten that call and we had we heard the most startling news, well it was startling to those within the investigation. After L started assuming that Kira was a student, there had been forty six deaths that had occurred, within the first two days of that accusation. I was sitting in my corner, tapping a finger against the desk as I looked at the newest information that had been gathered. Looking at the times that these deaths occurred, would only make one assume that it wasn't a student, for they happened during the time students were in class. But this would be something that Kira would do to make sure the suspicion of a student was re-evaluated, thus Kira probably had the ability to control the times of the victim's death. Tapping the desk some more, I felt Watari's eyes on me once more me, watching my movements as I sat in the chair cross-legged. My hair hanging lose and tucked behind my ear, but the view of my face was obstructed by my fedora once again as my eyes narrowed at the paper on the desk.
'But how is Kira doing this... what is he using to kill all these people without actually being around them...' This was the most common thought that had been coming to mind as of late. How was Kira killing everyone? How was he able to gain such information without leaving a trail? There were too many 'hows' and not even answers.
"Shika, what's gotten into you?" Matsuda asked me curiously as my eyes snapped towards him and furrowed my brows in confusion, "You've been more silent than usual, is everything okay?" he asked quietly, hanging his head down a bit like a sad puppy. I let out a sigh, running a hand through my bangs and looked at him with a soft look, one that I usually only gave to my boys when I saw them.
"Matsuda, nothing's wrong, it's just been a long few weeks for all of us with this Kira case." I told him gently, knowing if I talked to him in a stricter tone, that he wouldn't respond well with it, "I've just been reviewing information day and night, both here and at home, trying to figure out a lead that we all need." Matsuda looked at me in surprise and confusion before he remembered that I lived alone and had no families.
"Wow! You really do put your work first don't you Shika?" he asked while beaming down at me. I couldn't help but let out a chuckle and nod my head, resting my head in my hand as I looked out of the windows a bit.
"It's my life Matsuda; I do what I can for the greater part of the world." I told him offhandedly, keeping my voice down so it wouldn't be picked up by L's laptop. 'Besides, I've spent too much time and effort acting out different lives just to see the world fall under someone who deems himself a God...' I thought with a frown on my face, missing what Matsuda had asked me.
"Shika, did you even hear what I asked?" he asked me curiously as I looked outside still, taking in the blowing leaves and bending trees. My eyes narrowing at the slightest as a stream of memories flashed through my mind's eye. I tensed at this, forcing back a snarl I wished to release for some of the memories I held were not peachy as most thought they would be.
"No, I didn't Matsuda, I'm sorry, but if you would please, I would like to get back work so I can enjoy my next few days off." I told him a bit shortly. Normally, my work persona was much gentler at putting people down, but I was on edge with the constant knowledge that L was close by in Japan. I also had suspicion that he had federal agents following everyone to see who it was, who was giving away information about the case. I had already spotted my tale since this thing started and had been more on edge since then.
Matsuda was taken back at my shortness and quick dismissal, but none the less gave me a smile, telling me that hadn't taken my remark to heart. After all everyone was tense with the case, not to mention that we had lost a few men on the investigation team, for they were resigning out of fear of their lives. Not that it really mattered though, for it just meant that those men were also in fear of being found out about leaking possible information. Since I started at the station, I had not taken a single day off or a sick day. I was being forced by the chief to take the next three days off, giving me an extended weekend. Unbeknownst to the others, my days would be spent working the case my way. After all, the one who was watching me wouldn't be able to keep track of the World's Greatest Secret Agent.
Hiding the temptation to smirk, I continued with my work, feeling the eyes of Watari watching me closely throughout the day. It was with a subtle movement, near the end of the day and by sheer chance that my fedora was knocked off my head. I had been leaning down to grab something from my bag when a few people rushed passed me in a hurry. I closed my eyes to keep the wind from stinging them and when I opened my eyes again, I spotted my hat over by Watari, how it ended up over there I didn't know, but I did know that I would need to get it back and sighed to myself as I stood up.
Walking over to Watari, I bent down to grab my hat, which had rolled in front of Watari's computer. Not paying attention to the fact that L was no doubt still connected to Watari's laptop, though he wouldn't be able to see much due to the fact that my hair was down. Once my fedora was securely in my grasp, I slipped it over my head and stood up, walking back to my station and grabbed my satchel, making sure I had everything in it before heading out. I paused though at the door, feeling Watari's eyes continue to follow me as I looked over my shoulder at him.
"Have a good night Watari, you and L both." I told him with a knowing smile before disappearing from his sight. I made my way out of headquarters, taking my time as I headed home. I felt the eyes of my watcher and made a quick stop at the local convenience store to grab something to munch on for the next few days while I worked from home.
Once I entered the apartment complex, I checked my mail like usual and saw a package waiting for me. Letting out a hum, I picked it up along with my usual mail and headed up to my apartment. Yawning in my hand, I opened my apartment door, letting out a small hum when I noticed it had been cleaned. I couldn't help but chuckle, for there was only one person who would do something like this without causing a suspicion or uproar. Shaking my head, I walked over to the kitchen and saw a small note sitting on top of the counter, next to a plate of homemade chocolate cookies, causing me to smile.
'I thought it would only be fair to reimburse you for cleaning your apartment. I had thought I taught you better than this my dear. I was asked by him to check up at this address and I must say that I was pleasantly surprised to see it was you after all. You have done well to keep under our radars, especially his, but I will admit that would wish for you both to work with one another again. This case will only bring you closer to him and your cover will be discovered, though I know you have realized this already. There are no bugs or cameras here, for I suspected you would prefer to endure this game of yours. I will see you soon my dear.'
-W
I chuckled at the note, setting it off to the side while grabbing one of the cookies. I was quite amused to get both a scolding and praise in the same note like this. Shaking my head, I grabbed the plate and kicked off my shoes, flexing my toes a bit before setting the plate, bags of sweets and my satchel onto the couch before heading into my bedroom and changing into my regular clothing. This included loose black jeans, a grey tank top and an extremely large, baggy dark blue sweater which fell off one of my shoulders.
Heading back into the living room, now in my comfortable clothes, bare foot and with my hair free of any bonds; I could finally relax and get some real work done. Seating myself on the couch again, I crossed my legs and booted up the three laptops that I had set up on the coffee table while pulling out the one I used for work and the tablet. While I did that, I grabbed another cooking from the plate, placing it between my teeth as I started typing, nibbling on it at the same time. The screens reflected off my eyes as they darted between the computers, taking in all of the information I was receiving while typing the information into another computer for future references.